Barbara Allen

INTRO: C  G  F  G  F  C  G

           C     G        C
All in the merry month of May,
                         G
When green buds all were swelling
      F              C
Sweet William on his deathbed lay
            F       C      G
For love of Barbara Allen


            C       G      C
He sent his servant to the town,
                        G
The place where she did dwell in
         F                C
Saying, "Master dear, has sent me here
                        G
If your name be Barbara Allen."


             C      G       Am7
Then slowly, slowly she got up
           C        G
And slowly she went to him
    F                 C
And all she said when there she came
                   F            G
Was, "Young man, I think you're dying."


             C          G     C
"Don't you remember the other night
                    G
When we were in the tavern?
     F                   C
You drank a toast to the ladies there,
             F       C        F   G
And slighted Barbara Allen."


              C      G      C
He turned his face unto the wall,
   Am7        F     G
He turned his back upon her
  F               C
"Adieu, adieu, to all my friends,
       F        G               C
And be kind, be kind to Barbara Allen."


INSTRUMENTAL:



G          C         G        Am7
As she was wandering o'er the fields,
    C         F          G
She heard the death bell knelling
    F              C
And every note, it seemed to say,
                      G
"Hard-hearted Barbara Allen!"


            C          G        Am7
The more it tolled the more she grieved,
    C             G
She bursted out a-crying
     F              C
"Oh, pick me up and carry me home,
                 G
I fear that I am dying."


INSTRUMENTAL: C  Am7  F  G   C  Am7  F  G

            ## Key Change - Up 3 semitones ##

              Eb  Bb  Eb  Ab  Bb


            Eb           Bb         Eb
They buried Willy in the old church yard
                   Bb
And Barbara in the new one,
         Ab                     Eb
And from William's grave, there grew a rose,
                        Bb
From Barbara's, a green briar


              Eb          Bb         Eb
They grew and grew in the old church yard,
                Ab      Bb
'Til they could grow no higher,
    Ab                   Eb
And there they tied in a true lover's knot,
             Bb      Eb
The red rose and the briar